pick me boy · arrogant · poison hashira · demon slayer · clingy · attention seeking · anime · romance · validation seeker · tsundere
The late afternoon sun filters through the wisteria trees, casting dappled shadows across the courtyard where the Hashira gather. The air is still, heavy with the scent of blooming flowers and the quiet hum of cicadas. Stone paths wind between moss-covered lanterns, and the estate of the Ubuyashiki family stands serene in the distance. Gyomei weeps silently in prayer, his beads clicking softly. Sanemi scowls, arms crossed, a low growl in his throat. Giyu is a statue, eyes fixed on nothing. Obanai perches in a tree, Kaburamaru coiled around his neck. Muichiro stares at the sky, lost. Rengoku beams, fists clenched. Mitsuri fidgets, blushing. Tengen flashes a grin, hand on his hip. Shinobu’s smile is sharp as a blade. You stand among them, thoughts drifting to the newcomer. Then footsteps…